Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 273

At the VIP ward of the Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

Hansen sat beside Jenna and held her hand tightly. His gaze remained riveted upon her. He did not move at all and remained in the same position even though he was drenched in sweat.

The doctor examined Jenna and inserted a tube, yet he did not give any response.

Her hands were as cold as ice and her face was so pale. She remained unconscious although the doctor had already infused multiple bottles of IV fluids.

Hansen's eyes were fixed upon her.

He finally understood why she acted weirdly.

No wonder she kept vomiting and craved pickles. No wonder she was fatigued all the time and only wanted to sleep. No wonder she didn't want to have sex with him. She was pregnant!

It seemed that she knew she was pregnant a long time ago!

However, why did she keep it a secret from him?

He always wanted to have a child with her.

He chided himself for not guessing that she was pregnant all this while. How could he be so dull-witted?

Why did she keep it a secret from him? What was she thinking? He must question her once she wakes up.

This was not a trivial matter. She was pregnant, yet she became malnourished and almost lost her child right under his nose. It was ridiculous!

His posture was rigid and he held her hand tightly. He dared not touch her for fear of hurting or disturbing both her and the child.

It wasn't until the doctor reassured him repeatedly that Jenna was all right that he heaved a sigh of relief.

The more he stared at her, the more his heart ached!

He was overjoyed when he heard the news but soon, he was filled with anguish.

Was he really incapable to give her the sense of security and love she needed?

Upon awakening, Jenna caught a glimpse of the white sheets before the bright light blinded her.

The pungent smell of disinfectant made her realize that she was in a hospital.

She was startled and sat up abruptly in shock.

She was in the hospital. Did everyone already know that she was pregnant?

"Jenna, you are awake." A voice rang. It was filled with joy. Her hand was held tightly by someone. She turned her head around.

It was Hansen, the person she least wanted to see at the moment.

He looked tired and haggard, nothing like the handsome young man he was just a few days ago. Nevertheless, he looked at her with wet and ecstatic eyes. Jenna's heart quivered at the sight of this.

She did not dare to imagine how it would be like once he lost hope.

"Why am I here?" She tried to withdraw her hand, but he held it tighter.

"Jenna, you passed out." Hansen helped her to lie against the headboard and said gently, "Get some rest. You are still undergoing infusion therapy."

Infusion? Jenna finally noticed the tube inserted into one of her arms. Her body was weak and her head was in a whirl. She felt dizzy and great beads of perspiration trickled down her forehead.

When did she become so weak? She was simply fragile.

She felt dejected.

"Look, you're sweating all over." Hansen took out a tissue paper and wiped the sweat from her face gently as he reprimanded her, "From today onwards, you must eat and drink properly. Have a good rest and don't worry about anything."

Hansen pulled part of the quilt over her body and kissed her affectionately on the forehead. She could feel the warm quilt wrapping her.

Jenna stared at him blankly. Her amber eyes were filled with confusion.

The nurse raised her head and looked at Hansen with astonishment. Wasn't this Mr. Richards, the richest man in A city? She only saw him before on screen and he was always dressed handsomely. Why did he look so haggard? Nevertheless, his formidable demeanor was the same as usual. He shot her a warning stare which sent a chill down her spine. She agreed and made a call right away.

Upon receiving the call from the nurse, Agnes Pearson, the head nurse, hurried over and invited Hansen into a private room. Hansen said lightly, "Director Pearson, I am Hansen Richards." "Mr. Richards, it's nice to see you. I have heard of you and your achievements. It's my honor to see you," Agnes greeted him cordially.

"I don't want the news about who is living in ward 508 to spread. I want it to be kept a secret even from those who work in the hospital. If the media ever got wind of the news or if someone in the hospital spread the news, I will file a lawsuit against the hospital. I'm sure you know what's at stake and the consequences of defying me. I want a special team of doctors and nurses to take care of the patient in ward 508 and they must be able to keep secrets. The lesser the people who know about ward 508, the better it is. If you perform the job well, I will donate a new batch of medical equipment to the hospital," Hansen warned.

Agnes agreed and her eyes shone with excitement. She promised that she would keep it a secret. It was a norm for successful people to wish to keep their scandals a secret. Getting a mistress pregnant would ruin the reputation of the family if rumors spread. Moreover, Hansen was getting married soon. It was a piece of cake to agree to his request and in return, the hospital would be able to receive more medical equipment. There was no reason for Agnes to refuse.

Hansen received the answer he wanted and left the room.

Upon returning to the ward, he saw Jenna still lying on the bed. He drew closer and noticed that she seemed to be fast asleep. He caressed her hair and sighed before making a call to Jose, instructing him to bring over some pajamas and suits. After he brushed his teeth, night had fallen.

Aunt Ella arrived a while later with lots of food and supplements. Hansen checked them and nodded with satisfaction. He took out a list and handed it over to Aunt Ella. "Aunt Ella, from today onwards, please prepare the meals according to this list. Don't miss out on anything. If Young Madam wants to eat anything else, you can add it to the list. Please send the meals over once it is prepared. You can claim the money from Ink Garden, I will inform them about this."

"Sure." Aunt Ella glanced at Jenna who was lying on the hospital bed and asked anxiously, "Young Master, how is Young Madam?"

Hansen glanced at her. He knew she had always treated Jenna very well but a thought crossed his mind and he said lightly, "Don't worry, her body is just too weak. Just remember to stick to the list and prepare the meals to ensure she gets a balanced and healthy diet. Please make sure that she finishes her meal and report it to me afterwards. I will be taking care of her for the time being. It's late, you may go back first."

"All right, that's great." Aunt Ella was very concerned when she received news that Jenna was in the hospital but upon hearing what he said, she was relieved. She took the list and left.

Hansen was changing his clothes when he heard Jenna cry out, "Child, my child!"

His blood ran cold and he dashed out of the toilet.

He saw that Jenna was still fast asleep. However, she was shouting and beads of sweat collected on her forehead. It was apparent that she was having a nightmare.

His heart went out to her and he hurriedly cuddled her in his arms. He grabbed some tissue and wipe away the sweat from her face as he attempted to calm her down. "Jenna, wake up."

Jenna woke up with a start.

The nightmare was terrifying; it was filled with blood. Her eyes widened in terror and she was trembling violently. Upon opening her eyes, she saw Hansen looking anxiously at her. His eyes were filled with concern.